Qiao Nan's deep voice came from his ear, with a touch of sadness and helplessness.

Is Yan Zi Tong really not mu Fang's daughter?

Hearing Qiao Nan's words, Qin Tianen was stunned. She just guessed before, but she didn't expect to guess.

"Where are you?" Qin Tianen asked.

"Muyun villa."

"Let's meet and talk. I'll come over now." Qin Tianen hangs up.

"What's the matter?" Tang Helin looked at her and asked a little puzzled.

Qin Tianen crooked his lips with a strange smile, "the opportunity is not coming. I'll go to meet Qiao Nan."

Muyun villa

when Qin Tianen arrived, Qiao Nan stood in front of the window with a glass of red wine in her hand. Her back looked desolate and desolate, and the room was full of a faint smell of wine.

On the flower table in front of the sofa, half of the wine in the decanter has been drunk.

"What's the matter with you, Qiao Nan? What's the matter? How can I drink so much wine? " Qin Tianen takes a look at the soberer, walks to Qiao Nan, and asks with concern.

Qiao Nan turned slightly, looked at her with a bitter smile and drank the wine.

"Yan Zi Tong Is it really not mufang's daughter? Are you sure? Are you upset about it? " Qin Tianen looked at her and asked carefully.

Qiao Nan is astringent but a smile, turn round to continue to look at the window without light outdoor scenery, did not speak.

Seeing this, Qin Tianen didn't speak, just stood quietly with her until she was willing to speak.

For a long time, Qiao Nan sighed and said in a sarcastic tone, "I used to think that as long as she was Lao Mu's daughter, even if I didn't like her any more, I would force myself to accept her. You don't know how happy Lao Mu was when she thought she was her own daughter. Looking at his happy energy, I think I'll be more aggrieved if I'm aggrieved. Anyway, she's dead. But Oh

Qiao Nan a wry smile, eyes full of all is dark, continue to sink a voice to say, "she is not old Mu's daughter at all.". I don't know how to talk to Lao mu. I'm not sure how he will react when he knows. He is a person who knows the truth of death. If I tell him like this, he may think that I can't tolerate his daughter and that I'm provoking high dissension. Grace, sometimes life is so tired. In fact, I really envy you. Your old Tang is very kind to you. "

"Did you have a paternity test?" Qin Tianen asked.

"Well," Qiao Nan nodded and glanced at the table, where there was a document. "The report is still there. However, I dare not give it to Lao mu. Even in black and white, he would not believe it. He only believes in his own feelings. In his opinion, yanzitong is his daughter. "

Qin Tianen stood beside her and looked straight ahead.

Outside the window, the scenery of the villa is very pleasant, giving people a relaxed and happy feeling.

"You just asked me on the phone, how can you know that Yan Zi Tong is not your old Mu's daughter." Qin Tian'en took a deep breath and exhaled a long time. With a silent and solemn face, he continued, "Qiao Nan, you know, before I married Lao Tang, I had a marriage, and I also had the son of Rong Si."

Qiao Nan turned her head and stared at her without blinking. Her face floated slightly with a touch of surprise and surprise, mixed with a sudden realization, "Tianen, you mean..."

Qin Tianen grinned bitterly, "yes! There is always a person in his heart, that is his student. I also know that day, so she is Yan Zi Tong's mother

"So, you mean Yan Zi Tong is..." Qiao Nan stares big eyes, shocked with incredible looking at Qin Tianen.

Qin Tian'en didn't speak, just looked at the front with a flat face.

……

Yang Lihe is a very black sheep. He was defeated a few days ago. Today, when he arrived at the shopping mall, his hand began to itch again. He had to brush the card to burst.

What is a shopping maniac? Yang Lihe is also a crazy shopping maniac.

Yan Zi Tong so accompany her to stroll, buy, brush.

"Honey, didn't your man give you money?" Yang Lihe side head a face disdain of looking at speech Zi pupil to ask.

Yan Zi Tong back to her look of disdain, "Miss Yang, you brush such a law, no matter how much money that is not enough for you! However, businesses should like people like you the most. It's hard for them to make money. "

"Well, hum!" Yang Lihe picked an eyebrow and hooked up with Yan Zitong on his shoulder. "Baby, the pleasure of swiping the card is just like the pleasure of restricted sports. It's all in and out. You can't just go in and out, can you? What pleasure do you have? "

"Cough!" Yan Zi Tong was choked by her words, coughed fiercely, and then cut her eyes.

Can you be more direct and explicit?

"Don't look at me!" Yang Lihe looked at her innocently and with a relaxed shrug, "what I said is the truth, which is a famous saying. Can you deny it? If you don't believe it, you can ask your man to see if he agrees with meYang Lihe's mobile phone rings. He takes out his mobile phone and glances at it. Mo Junbo calls.

Well, that's good. It's so hard to call her.

"Hey, handsome, what can I do for you?" Stir up a touch of amorous feelings demon charming smile, one hand hook up with Yan Zi Tong's shoulder, one hand holding a mobile phone then.

"Where is it?" Mo Junbo's low voice came.

Yang Lihe pick eyebrow, "is the consumption pleasure of anger force."

"Cough!" Yan Zi Tong was choked by her words again, stretched out his hand on her arm and twisted it lightly.

Yang Lihe turned his eyes and looked at her enchanting and charming, "honey, what are you screwing me for? Am I wrong? You don't want pleasure. Don't you allow me to look for pleasure? "

Mo Junbo frowned at the end of the phone, and then a low, deep and magnetic voice rang out, "girls, don't be so rude."

I thought Yang Lihe would retort, but I didn't expect that this time, she agreed without hesitation, "OK."

Yan Zi Tong threw her a white eye, patted off the hand that hooked on her shoulder, and walked forward.

"Hey, baby, wait for me!" Yang Lihe keeps up.

Yan Zi Tong didn't expect to meet Zhou Yunru and Yan Ximin here.

Mother and daughter see Yan Zi Tong, eyes down, especially Yan Ximin, a face of resentment staring at Yan Zi Tong.

"Wow, this is really fun!" Yang Lihe whistled and raised a bad smile.

"Honey, do you want to play?" Standing beside Yanzi pupil, he said with a smile.